Fenris' POV
"Seize him on the spot," were the words barked out clearly and definitively to my eyes.
"Do not move an inch", you big f*****g liar," another voice said vehemently, full of hatred.
"How dare you?" a third fumed, glaring at me as if I could easily contain their anger. I was taken by surprise without my instincts fully awake. Six werewolves suddenly faced me before my clear eyes, and I felt like my heart was beating like a traditional African war drum inside my chest.
I was just resting from a very tiring hunt that took me a better part of the day. My killed deer was still lying limp and tethered near me while I leaned against a large, aged oak tree.
Not knowing they had waited hours, preparing for their onslaught at the most reasonable time. The six big werewolv
